Thirty-Eighth Bite ACTION

[wimpyvampire]

*Well, Conrad had been droned, AGAIN, but when he woke up this morning, he found that his clothes were.. no longer 1950's style. But it was his wardrobe! Full of tie-belts, big shoes, and all the sweater vests and ties you could imagine! He was so happy. No more tight and oddly fitting suits for him! Conrad also notices something as he goes through

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[bethebetterkid]

[Watch out, Conrad. An eleven-year-old Casimiro is hot on your trail, swinging a branch at you. Kids can be so cruel.]

[wimpyvampire]

*AND THWAK, the branch strikes the bat and throws him off, making him fall, SCREAMING all the way down until he bounces on the ground, cursing*

[bethebetterkid]

Hahah! Gotcha!

[Grinning, he rushes over to immediately pick up the weird pudgy flying thing by a wing, giving it a curious little shake.]

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[wimpyvampire]

*THE BAT SKREES at his face and hdkjasfh oh god SHAKING*

PUT ME DOWN YOU LITTLE--

[wimpyvampire]

*Wait a second. HE'D KNOW THAT TANNED SKIN ANYWHERE*

Casimiro?

[bethebetterkid]

... Aah! It talks!

[And he drops Conbat, scrambling around for his stick. Because when something unexpectedly talks, you obviously want to smash it. He raises it, but then pauses.]

... How'd you know my name, huh?

[wimpyvampire]

*Conrad squeaks, bracing for impact from the stick, but when there was none, he peeks up at the boy and huffs.*

You're... a kid. Why the hell are you a kid?! Don't tell me this is some other vampire power you have! Because I certainly do NOT want to be a kid again, especially in this place! *RANT RANT RANT*

[bethebetterkid]

[Blink. He just picks Conbat up again and gives him a couple squeezes, followed by some rough playing with his wings.]

That's a stupid question! Why're you a bat? Are you a vampire-bat? Is that why you talk?

[wimpyvampire]

*See. This is why he hates kids. And he will never RESPAWN MORE OF THE DEVILS.*

YES YOU IDIOT! Now put me down!

[bethebetterkid]

[Frown. And smack. He's not above hitting sassy winged-animals.]

Ask nicely, idiot!

[wimpyvampire]

*WELL GUESS WHAT?

POOF Now lil Cas will by holding onto a man's arms, WHO IS GLARING RIGHT DOWN AT HIM.*

[bethebetterkid]

[Staaare.]

... DO THAT AGAIN!

[wimpyvampire]

No.

[bethebetterkid]

Why not?

[He is now persistently tugging your arm, Conrad.]

[wimpyvampire]

Because you're being a BRAT.

[bethebetterkid]

You started it! You called me an idiot!

I'm gonna become a vampire too and beat the crap outta you!